Best At That Place Poems

I am the weed
Nestled
In a crack in the pavement
Dismantling concrete
Crumbling foundations
In this man made world
Rooted in the earth
Despite the city
I am the seed




11/05/18

Composed for Line Gauthier's
Zen Poetry Contest...

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I have seen fair lady April
Dance with daffodils;
I have seen the misty dawn
Light moors and windy hills.
Painted in dark shadows
Of a sunlit afternoon
I have smelled the heady scent
Where blue hyacinths commune.

I have heard the curlew's call
As she sailed the wild dark sea;
And seen the sailor...

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Amazing love,
Amazing grace,
You gave Your life,
You took my place.
I should have died,
On Calvary's tree,
But You stepped in,
And died for me.

What can I say?
What can I do?
To show my love, 
My gratitude?
To You my Lord,
My Savior King,
For becoming my
Sin offering?

Here is my heart,
Here is my soul,
Come...

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Brick by brick I built my walls,
despite fires raging,
I preserved paths that connected
bridges between our breathless existence. 

Now that my heartbeats
have reached a dead end street,
let me rest my jaded head
upon your chest -
for fate has foretold it as my abode to forever sleep.

I was...

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There is an english garden that I visit in a dream,
where trees are full of blossoms and the atmosphere serene. 
A canopy of branches lightly shades a winding lane
and sunlight filters through the trees and warms a gentle rain.

Wild lavender and daisies grow around the...

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There is a place called beautiful nestled deep in my mind's eye
Gingham curtains crisply pressed frame periwinkle summer sky
Brass kettle on the old gas stove reflects cast iron pans
And always at the kitchen sink, I see busy, wrinkled hands.

There is a place called beautiful, I'm...

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The scent of fresh baked cookies
filling the air
Sounds of Andrea Bocelli 
ringing in my ear
There's a pep in my step
and a feeling unfamiliar
My heart pounding, craving
one night, one taste
one look, one touch
Words dancing off your pages
speaking to my soul
entwined in romance
etched in my heart
tying me...

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There's a place
a place I so long to go
distanced from the distractions
of the day
tilted and tucked away 
far from the promised road
of yesterday's dream

Where the yellow fragrant flowers 
only speak of love
each lucent petal pulling
at a piece of my heart
and the gentle breezes 
holding me...

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 When I was down in the dumps
I longed to be away from the din of the world
And a quiet place I sought

Nature has always been my refuge

Amid the clump of trees where the wind caresses the leaves
Where birds twitter and trill their songs
Like a...

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A place in the sun shines for me.

Under the acknowledgement tree.

I don't mean from others.

They are too busy to be bothered.

Only from my experiences in life,

I find them full and ripe!

Only you, really can crown your poem.

Put it in your warm heart~

The poem's true home!

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In the twilight's golden glow,
Where the sighing breeze does blow,
A hushed song fills the tranquil air.
A melody that's beyond compare.

The trees sway in a graceful dance.
As the wind weaves its whispered romance,
Leaves rustling in rhythm, so serene,
Nature's orchestra, a living dream, keen.

The moonlight bathes the...

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Frail, compact and sad
                             The old chapel needs new paint
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I have been put in my place many times
Told how to talk
What to think
How I need to look a certain way
Be the way I'm suppose to be
Expectations to be met
I could never be me

That place that almost drove me insane
I kept being placed there
Over and...

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She rides on a sailing ship high in the skies
embracing creation of her wandering star 
cheerfully greeting her guests.
Some pleasant and chatty,
some on occasion she may ask,
            “Please don’t fall over me.”


Hawaii is where...

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The Bedouins, bequeathed with the sacred beauty of paradise harsh,
trusted guardians of jealous gorges and gifted groves
lead me from the Wadi Musa to the humble ingress of Petra,
saying with thrill, the Jin of your Jihad awaits you White Lion,
we embrace as Brothers of Light and...

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